i haven’t heard from friends i normally speak to daily and like any normal human, i automatically jumped to the, “christ, i did something wrong and they hate me” conclusion. just as i was going through the list of people i assumed were upset at me, one of them sent a text asking me if they could call. and you know what? she wasn’t upset at me, she just has been going through her own thing. living her life. and i’ve come to another conclusion that the list of people i constantly think about are doing the same thing: figuring out life. making weird decisions. collecting crazy stories so when we see each other it will be hours of, “i can’t believe i didn’t tell you T H I S!!”
at what age will i grow out of assuming people are mad at me just because we go weeks without speaking?